Being Sick is Not for Wussies...

I, unfortunately am a wuss. I can't deal with being sick. I'm so tired because I'm not getting more than 1 hour of sleep at a time because of the coughing. I can't talk for very long....because of the coughing. I've got a million medicines that I'm taking...because of the coughing. I'm still trying to decide if I should chance going to work today....because of the coughing. My nose is all icky so I have to breathe through my mouth which sets off....the coughing. I'm still taking the pills with the codeine that sort of leave me a bit buzzed, but I must take them..because of the coughing.

I really shouldn't have gone back to work last Sunday but I did it because I'm usually the only one on the phones from 7-8 and I didn't want to leave the company with no one there. What?! I cared about "the company"?! Yeah, I did. Now, I really want to know why the hell someone is on the phone at 7 am to complain about a bill or to sign up for new service. It's seven freaking a.m....on a Sunday. Don' t you people know that you're supposed to sleep in? Don't you get your family up to go to church? What's the matter with you all? But, I went...and spent every single hour going "Maybe just one more hour and I'll go home" the entire day. I had coughing spells because I can't talk for long. I had to apologize over and over for putting my mute button on so that I wouldn't cough in someone's ear...and I think there may have been a few times where I didn't get to the mute button fast enough. Then I saw that I had training scheduled for Monday, which is usually a good selling day--I need a good selling day--and I wouldn't want to miss a training schedule and not know what wonderous piece of system upgrade we were going to get. So I tried again on Monday...same coughing issues. And there are times when it gets warm in the office. Do you know what warm does to coughs? It makes you hack up a lung, that's what it does. And the training room was warm (for a change) I tried to be quiet but it just wasn't working. I spent the whole day sucking down lozenges. As soon as one melted and I thought I was going to be okay, I would start talking and then....the cough...would come back. I tried to get vacation days but there weren't any to be had. I thought I could make it Tuesday...afterall, I had made it Sunday and Monday...but noooo....major setback...So I took it easy on my two days off...medicine, medicine and more medicine. I went to bed somewhat early last night ....and tossed...and turned...and turned ...and tossed..."I will not look at the clock...I will not look at the clock"...Still sleeping sitting up because when I lay down all the way it gets worse.

So, here I sit....coughing between sentences...thinking maybe if I can just sleep today then I can do the weekend...and if I can do the weekend, then I can do Monday and Tuesday...I even packed my lunch for today already...but I don't think I'm going to be able to do it...rather take one more day now than have another setback and relapse.

Speaking of medicine, what happened to Nyquil? Remember how you used to take it and it would be like a tranquilizer? You would be out for hours! I remember SNL had one of their commercials about it...about how it puts you in a coccoon until the sickness is gone. Well boys and girls, it ain't like that anymore. I think they took most of the alcohol out and replaced it with some Godawful flavoring (citrus? really?) It isn't stopping the cough....I've got Nyquil, Robittusson, the medicine the doctor gave me (who said to still take Nyquil), the cough drops, tea with honey....and still...the cough.

So I'm going to have to stop now cuz I'm hacking up another lung and my body just aches with the cough...so I'll go take some sleepy Nyquil and set my clock for another hour and then talk to the big boss lady and tell her that for the health and well being of my neighbors and my own safety (cuz I'm sure that they would all want to gag me to stop the coughing and then they would need to bonk me on the head to put me out of my misery as well as their own).

And I know that you are all thinking that I'm spending all of this time online and playing all the "cool" computer games butchaknowwhat? Not so much. It kind of hurts my eyes and this is the longest I've been online at one time. I usually just check my mail, check TMZ and go...who wants to feel cute and sexy online when they feel like a big bag of goo offline?

So Victor, I'll see you Monday...thank you again for the soup the other day, you are such a lifesaver! (the tart green ones!) Sam, don't know if you and D. are back, if so, I'll see you tomorrow. Denise...I miss you but trust me, you don't miss me coughing at your back.